things that made me giggle

Today, I walked to work. I stopped by Safeway to get some Starbucks (great idea, Safeway) and as I walked past RiteAid, a portly gentleman of about 62 years, wearing train-conductor overalls and a Lynrd Skynrd trucker hat gave me "the nod." Creepy, yes. Funny, you bet.
Another highlight of the walk was as I was passing "OZ Fitness."
This fat little kid was sitting by the treadmills, watching all the fit people run their little hearts out, and he was leaning against the window playing Gameboy. What a fuckin champ.

what is

...the best chapstick money can buy?
Being sick has wreaked havoc on my usually soft and kissable lips.

In other news, never spend the hour between 6 and 7 am with Molly Jeter, as I did Monday morning during P.E. make-up.
She is sleepy, thus crazier than usual.

I still love you, baby Jeter.

mood music

I'm a weather-inspired listener.
I have rainy day music. Summer music. Whatever.

I'd call this my... "It was snowy but now it's just cold and not quite as pretty as it was a couple days ago" music.

Magic Wand - Little Wings

Master and Everyone - Bonnie "Prince" Billy

Perfect. If you don't love it already, you will.

the SOB

Bloggers, calm thyselves.

This once tight knit and tiny group has grown and is now thriving, housing new bloggers, new ideas, new humor and input. Our core is still the same; that heart of gold that (let's face it) is pretty much the entire population of intelligent and awesome people in southern Oregon. What was once a 10 minute round to check updates on every good blog in the valley is now an hour long process. We have ushered in music experts, thesaurus users, word inventors, and assholes*.

Some of us were preoccupied last year, while others stayed dedicated. Some think their opinion is the be-all, end-all of what is "in." Some of us really need to invest in a spell checker.

All I want to say is that you are my family. A really big, disorderly family that drinks too much and hooks up with each other, but a family nonetheless. Whether or not there is a leader of the SOB has yet to be determined, but with our powers combined.....

...Need I say more?

*Eric recently named me 'worst blogger of the year'. He's not really that much of an asshole.

new shit

My new gift to myself, for being so wonderful.

"Children of Men"

See this movie.
So probable it hurts.
The best movie I've seen in years.

.a.thon.

Yesterday I had a movie-thon, starting at 8:30 am with Batman Begins, then The Devil Wears Prada, then Kinsey, then I watched a little bit of my Foo Fighters dvd, and finally the newish Mark Wahlberg/Disney movie Invincible. I had a pretty good fever, which was kind of a low-budget acid trip. I'm exaggerating. But Mark E. Mark was certainly making me even hotter. Zing!

Also, today I had a consultation at the Southern Oregon Maxillofacial surgery place. It took an hour and a half, 90 percent of which was me sitting, reading magazines. I had a magazine-a-thon. Shape, Better Homes & Gardens, Good Housekeeping, House Beautiful, and this fucking snobby Medford-made magazine called The Southern Oregon Affluent or something like that. I tried to find a link, but couldn't find a site for them. This high-class mag includes IMD model shoots of kids in boutique clothing, big houses, and poor grammar. Well, not really, but I found a few typos.